I glaze into her eyes, purple haze, smoking black;

She shows her teeth

(They’re clean,

Mine aren’t).

She crosses her eyes to look at me, making her squint;

She tries to foresee

(But can’t very far

Beyond me).

I say dumb sounds like, “I’ll stay or go away”;

She rattles her brains,

(Which rattles me)

And sends me away.

I’ve gone insane and can only babble dripping words;

She has deaf ears

(Which hear sounds

But can’t see).

My eyes become misty: they’re raining inside my head;

(I wander about,

Lost for awhile)

And then I wake up.

(written in 1967)